Book I - 58

SCARLET

“What are we making today?” I asked as I walked towards the meat shop at the supermarket. Luke was pushing the cart while we chose ingredients. The supermarket wasn’t that far from his apartment.

It’s amazing to see this side of him. I imagined him going to the groceries alone. A billionaire himself was supposed to have someone who shops for him.

“Do you come here often? Don’t you have an assistant or butler to do this for you?”

“Simple matters like this don’t always require an assistant, Scar. I used to live alone in an apartment during college.”

“Oh,” I nodded. “Then, what are you making?”

“Chicken marsala.”

Luke stopped in front of the fresh meat section. He picked up a whole chicken and asked the salesperson for assistance. I was really amazed at how he lived his normal life.

Luke Alejandro could shop alone at a meat shop. That was new to me. I couldn’t imagine his father would do these things for Mom.

When the butcher gave the chicken packed in a wrapper, he put it on th